This fellow’s name is not, in fact, Jones. Or, at least, if it is, it’s quite a coincidence.
I am not sure what he is. Maybe a Lab mix, but also maybe some kind of German pointer mix? Anyone have any ideas?
Poor pup seems to still be a bit freaked out by people wearing masks.
Okay, some people would say that this was brunch and not dessert. And I say, ‘this is DESSERT for BRUNCH’. Nyah.
Unfortunately, it frankly just wasn’t all that good dessert for brunch. Some of Brioche Bakery’s stuff is quite good, including their sandwiches, salads, egg dishes, and macarons. But this was just average French toast. Texture, meh. Taste, well, it tasted like French toast. With berries. And, to be fair, real maple syrup. And the whipped cream was clearly homemade and fresh, since it had half deflated by the time it got to me, literally less than 20 minutes after I ordered and less than 10 minutes after it was picked up. But overall, meh. 2 out of 5. ‘Fine if there’s nothing else to eat.’
I CAN’T BELIEVE THAT I NEVER POSTED THIS PICTURE! 11 weeks old, and so. Damn. Cute!
He was so good at posing and keeping still. At age 11 weeks!
I dogsat quite some time ago for Horacio and his younger sister, and posted a picture of them a while back. Well, here’s another pic of Horacio, doing what he does best: yawning, and sticking out his tongue much farther than any tongue has a right to stick.
I know they’re wider, but I’m not sure I’ve seen even a Great Dane tongue that was longer.
Another pup I ran into last week, only this one is an actual pup (7 months old). Marty is going to be gigantic for a Keeshond when he grows up!
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I ran across Lilac (3) last week. She looks terribly vicious, doesn’t she?
Lilac is a complete sweetheart. The muzzle is because she has a leeeeeettle bit of aggression issues against other dogs, but only when she’s on leash.
Someday soon I will pet this dog. Oh yes.
I ran out this afternoon to pick up a package, and ran into a few pups. This one is Rocket, a one year old Formosan mountain dog who was rescued from the streets of Taiwan.
Black dogs are murder to photograph in the sun, but this didn’t come out too badly.
For a pup raised on the streets, she sure is a friendly sort. She was almost as frustrated as I was that I couldn’t pet her.
Trixie is a good friend of mine! She is the number one employee at The Hill Top General Store, in charge of customer and employee happiness. She is quite talented at social distancing, being very calm and ladylike, but she does prefer to get some chin scratches if it is quite convenient. I hope it will soon be convenient again.
She doesn’t run up to you and try to get you to pet her, but sometimes she does park in front of you and refuse to move until she gets attention.
I ran into the two of these pups (Fredrick Floof, 6 months, and Lady, 4 months) a couple of years back. Alas, they fell by the wayside. But here they are!
Fredrick Floof had an instagram, but apparently no longer does. HOW DARE THEY? But he does appear to have a Reddit account!
Also, that woman clearly is a kindred spirit.
Saw these two while I was out getting groceries yesterday. Lucky dogs: they don’t have to worry about staying six feet away.
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